Gadget Caught Alone

[ksharbaugh]

Thanks!

Actually, these last 2 parts were supposed to be one post but it was too long, so I made the groping a piece all its own.

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Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

Once Gadget finished cleaning the rapist's cum from her muzzle the rat decided to move on. The mouse shrank down involuntarily and looked up at her captor as he slowly advanced on her. Her eyes lowered again when she saw him reach behind her head and winced as he roughly grabbed a pawful of hair and yanked upwards. “On your feet bitch,” the rat ordered.

Gadget quickly rose to her feet to alleviate the pain on her scalp and stumbled across her workshop as the rat pushed against the back of her head, leading her about. She soon found herself facing the rack she had set up for lubricants. Her cheeks flushed red through her fur as she looked up at the sign she had placed on the rack in order to make it easier for the other Rangers to assist in her projects... she had made it easier for her attacker to find what he needed. Though part of her was relieved, he wanted to use lubrication. And there was light at the end of the tunnel. He would ejaculate in hers and be finished.

“Ok, sweetie,” the rat began casually, “Since I don't know what type of lube is in these containers, I'll let you choose which one we'll use.” It was only after giving her that option that it occurred to him that he had no clue what kind of effects mechanical lubricants might have on bare flesh. He smiled as he hit upon a way to remind her to choose one that couldn't be used to incapacitate him. “And remember,” the rat began slowly and deliberately, “It will be going inside your body.”

The captive nodded, inasmuch as she could with the close grip the rat had on her hair. As Gadget examined each container her blood ran cold. It dawned on her that she was assisting in her own rape. Part of her insisted that she refuse, to resist such humiliation. But she remembered this wasn't about her, at least not entirely, it was about doing what she had to for Bink's sake and though part of her was ashamed to admit it, she didn't want to find out how badly it would hurt. The rat hadn't shown the least concern for her comfort when he raped her throat, and it still hurt. “Second from the right,” Gadget started out quietly, but corrected herself and spoke out loudly enough to be easily heard, “Second from the right, b-bottom shelf. It- it has no irritating chemicals a-and has a viscosity lev-”

The rat jerked her hair as he almost growled, “I didn't ask for a science lesson, bitch, just a selection.” He reached up and retrieved the container and proceeded to march her over to her workbench. Setting down the lube he reached under her arms, gripping her torso, and hoisted her up and bent her over the workbench. “Paws behind your back,” the rat ordered mechanically. Much to her captor's delight, the mouse complied without noticeable resistance and allowed him to bind her wrists again. Gadget assumed she was being punished for getting wordy when choosing a lubricant, in reality her captor just delighted in her feeling helpless... especially considering what he was preparing to do to her next. He backed up to admire the view, there was only one problem. “Lift your tail,” the rat ordered with a hint of annoyance.

Gadget hadn't realized that she had instinctively tucked her tail and that she had it running down the cleft of her ass and straight down between her legs, covering the parts her captor desired most. She winced at the thought of what she was being told to do. With her paws bound behind her back and her toes barely able to even reach the floor she had never felt as helpless. And now she was being ordered to raise her tail and expose herself... like a whore. The tears didn't have far to fall as Gadget tried in vain to bury her face in the wood of her workbench in shame as she began to lift her tail.

The captive's audience leered his approval as her tail began to rise in a halting manner. She soon lifted it more smoothly and revealed everything to the rapist. He moaned lustfully at the marvelous view... those wonderfully broad hips, voluptuous cheeks, her blushing and moist sex, that puckered tailhole nestled in the valley between those full fuzzy mountains, and that cute little tail raised so invitingly. Topping it off, he heard a muffled whining as Gadget mourned her lost dignity. As she softly sobbed, her rump raised and lowered. Sometimes, a shudder would cause her cheeks to jiggle ever so temptingly. He had to feel them. Stepping forward, the rat placed his paws on Gadget's ass and massaged their softness. As her body jerked at his touch, his sex jerked back to life. A little more foreplay and he'd be ready to violate another of her lovely holes.

The sound of the rat picking up the screwdriver drew Gadget's attention and she peered back over her shoulders to watch him. Her entire body trembled in uncertainty as his... it used to be her... tool disappeared behind her. When she heard the lubricant container open she permitted a tiny sigh of relief... he was only using the screwdriver to open it. Gadget peered over her other shoulder and watched as her captor, holding the screwdriver by the shaft, dipped its handle into the viscous fluid. She looked away and prepared to feel it pressed into her vagina, but was a little confused as the rat pushed one of her cheeks aside. Her eyes widened in shock as she felt the rounded end of the handle press against her anus. The math quickly ran through her head... the size of the rat's erection, the diminutive size and constrictive nature of her anus. “No!” she blurted out in panic.

“What?!” the rat growled. He grabbed the scruff of her neck through her hair. “What did you say?!” he demanded angrily as he yanked her head back.

Gadget's entire body froze in fear and her mind, for the first time in a long time, went blank. She struggled to think. He had asked a question, she had to answer. The feel of the rat's iron grip on the back on her neck seemed like the stock of a guillotine. The longer it took to answer the greater the chance his wrath would end her life. She could almost see the blade rising above her, nearing the point where it would release. She had to say something. “P-pl-please,” Gadget quietly stammered in desperation, then repeated it louder so he could hear it and know she was at least trying to obey.

“Please... what?” the rat spat back at her.

She wanted to plead with him not to penetrate her... not back there. Gadget's lips trembled. She quietly wept as she realized her pleas would fall on deaf ears at best, at worst would only anger him.

“Please... what?” the rat hissed slowly.

“Please,” Gadget began. “Tell him what he wants to hear,” she finally thought to herself, “Just tell him what he wants to hear... anything else will only make things worse.” Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she rehearsed the answer in her mind. “Pl-please,” she continued, her sobbing making it difficult to speak clearly, “Please h-have sex in... in m-my butt.” She felt him slowly release her, and once her neck was loose she tried to bury her face in the wood. A painful whine escaped her throat as she wept. Gadget couldn't believe what she had just done and sobbed shamelessly.

As the rat watched Gadget's body shudder while she wept and reveled in sounds of her sorrow, a devilish thought entered his mind. “Actually, I was only going to stick the handle of the screwdriver in your ass,” he lied, trying to sound as sincere as possible, “But since you actually requested it, I guess I'll buttfuck you while I'm at it.” The resultant wail this elicited from Gadget was music to his ears. He took hold of the base of her tail as he pointed out, “But we still need to loosen you up.” With that, the rat resumed grinding the lubricated butt of the screwdriver against the mouse's tailhole.

Gadget's weeping ebbed as her mind was distracted by the new and strange sensations assaulting her rear. The firm rubbing wasn't too unpleasant, though the unusual nature of it caused her to ball her toes and tense any number of leg muscles in response. Focusing on the sensations also helped to distract her from the humiliation of being sodomized with one of her own tools. Things changed, however, when the rat finally began to push the handle past her sphincter. “Ahn... ah-AH!”

“It'll hurt less if you don't fight it,” her captor advised as he proceeded to wriggle the tool in Gadget's tight hole.

She tried to relax her muscles to little avail. Gadget clenched her teeth as she was forcibly stretched by the rat's insistent plumbing. “Nn-ow-uh-uhnn!” she protested involuntarily. The ridges that provided traction on the main body of the handle dug into her flesh as the rat twisted and turned it inside her. “Ahnn! A-how!” Gadget cried, “Ah! Ow! OW!” She wanted to beg him to stop but had to fight the urge to blurt out the words for fear of his response.

The rat began to slowly thrust the handle in and out of the mouse's rear. The very act of imitating the sexual penetration was already causing his throbbing prick to drool in anticipation. It was thicker than the handle of the screwdriver, ensuring that even with the loosening it would be a pleasingly tight fit. It wouldn't be long before he was thrusting himself deep into Gadget's beautiful and bountiful backside. But he could only take so much delay. He slowly withdrew the screwdriver from Gadget's asshole.

She emitted a relieved sigh as she felt it leave her body, in fact it almost felt good. Gadget deliberately blocked from her mind any thoughts of what was coming next, she just wanted to steal any pleasure she could from the moment, however fleeting it was. “Okay, sweetheart,” she heard the rat drawl, “Time for the real thing!” Her heartbeat and breathing shot up. Gadget tried desperately not to remember how brutally he had assaulted her throat as she waited to be raped in her ass.

-to be continued...

[ZeroSeven]

definately worth the wait

[Guest]

Ah, the old screwdrivver subbing for a stopper stunt! I should have known!

This guy seems to have more on his mind than merely getting his jollies. What's he up to?

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

The rat dipped the handle of the screwdriver back into the lube and used it to ladle the goopy fluid onto the end of his throbbing cock. After depositing the tool back into the container of lubricant he took hold of his sex and aimed it between the voluptuous cheeks of Gadget's ass. With his other paw he grabbed her bound wrists... he wanted to remind her just how helpless she was. He placed the slippery and spongy tip of his large member against Gadget's puckered hole and began to push himself into her. His exultant moan denied him the opportunity to hear her pathetic whimpering.

Despite how painful it was to feel the rat's powerful sex stretch her anus, Gadget did appreciate his having taken the trouble to apply lubrication... she didn't want to know how much worse the friction of dry skin against dry skin would make it feel. But it still hurt. “Owww,” she whined through clenched teeth as he forced himself deeper. Then he stopped and pulled out a little. “Nnnnn!” Only to stab into her even deeper. “Ah-ow! Oww!” The rat repeated this several times until Gadget felt his groin press firmly against her backside. She sobbed gently, partly in relief knowing it could not go any deeper.

“Oh baby,” the rat sighed, “this feels so good!” Still holding her wrists he placed his other paw on her hip. He withdrew his cock slowly then pushed it back in, now savoring Gadget's sobs of discomfort. Moaning, though not too loudly, the rat began slowly pumping his shaft in and out of the mouse's ass.

Gadget gave up on trying to ease her discomfort and simply lay there, bent over her own workbench, while the rat violated her. She couldn't stop her mind from analyzing the physics of the act. How the vacuum created as he withdrew caused her bowels to contract within her, how the muscular grip of her sphincter on his sex pulled her back with each withdrawal then pushed her forward with each thrust. But such passive focus did little to distract her from the worst aspect... the pleasure. The way his thrusting pushed her body back and forth on the workbench served to massage her firm breasts and stimulate her erect nipples. Then there was the soft pressing of his scrotum against her labia. Gadget reminded herself that it was nothing more than mindless biological reactions to physical stimuli, but that did little to ease the growing sense of shame she felt. Part of her, however involuntarily, was finding pleasure in the act of being raped.

The rat struggled to reign in the instinctive desire to slam into her until achieving sexual release. He wanted to but not in this position, there was the one he'd been fantasizing about since deciding to make Gadget Hackwrench his fuck toy. After pulling his prick free from her ass the rat gripped the scruff of her neck and bundled her legs up with his other arm and hoisted her up.

The relief Gadget had felt after his withdrawal lasted only until she felt his grip on her neck. “Now what?” she wondered fearfully which was followed, as he lifted her up, with a startled, “Oh no.” She didn't know what he had in mind, and that ignorance held a terror all it's own. Gadget found herself being laid lengthwise along her workbench, then nudged about until her head was hanging over the edge. “He's going to get on top of me,” she concluded. There was no resistance offered as he spread her legs. She heard him climb up on the workbench and could sense him large build hovering over her.

“Ready for some serious butt-lovin', sweetheart?” the rat offered with a toothy grin as he prepared to plunge back into her.

“Would it matter if I said 'no'?” Gadget thought to herself just as rhetorically, letting her head dangle over the edge in defeat. She grunted as the rat rested one arm on her upper back, pinning her in place as he re-entered her. “Ooww!” Gadget whined as she was penetrated again. It wasn't as unpleasant as the first time, but the discomfort was augmented by the full weight of his upper body being ground into her back.

Once most of his length was buried up Gadget's sweet ass, the rat eased his muscular bulk down on top of her. He gripped her shoulders and thrust his hips until he was entirely inside her. The feel of her full rump pressed against him was so incredible. “Oh yeah!” the rat groaned in ecstasy just as he began gently humping the mouse pinned beneath him.

Gadget's ear twitched as her captor's breath billowed past her head. His breath wasn't as bad as she assumed it would be, that was something... not much, but something. “Ugh!” she groaned as the rat rested his full weight on her. His breath may not have been unpleasant, but his bulk pressing down on her only increased the strain on her shoulders. As he began thrusting in her again she actually decided she liked this position better, his cock wasn't going in and out as far. That didn't last long, though.

The rat grabbed the edge of the workbench and began thrusting harder. His lustful breaths buffeted her hair. “Oh no,” Gadget thought, “No. No, no, no, no!” She recognized this. She remembered how he acted just before he brutally raped her throat. The tears started flowing again and slid down her snout to drip from the tip of her nose. When he grabbed her head with both paws she knew things would get worse, much worse. One paw cupped her jaw while the other was clamped over her forehead. His chest kept her pinned to the workbench while his hips began pumping with greater force. “Ung! Ahh!” she grunted as she was fucked harder, “Ow!”

“Ah! Ah!” the rat grunted as he enjoyed Gadget's tight hole. As he began thrusting faster he hissed in her ear, “This feels so good! Ugh! You're such a sweet fuck!” The rat switched from simply pumping his hips to thrusting with his whole body. “You wanted this, baby, you want this!” the rat groaned, “All you mouse girls want a rat, have his huge cock pounding inside you!”

Gadget couldn't believe what she was hearing. “Shut up!” she cried out in her mind, “Just stop it!” But all that came out of her mouth was a pained grunting. She let out a squeal that soon mutated into a sorrowful moan of disgust as the rat licked her face. His hot wet organ forcefully slid up along the side of her face. He kissed her cheek than gave her another long, disgusting lick as he continued pumping her ass. “Stop it,” she wept silently, “Please, stop!”

The rat released her head and reached his arms around to grip her shoulders, holding Gadget tightly against his undulating body. He started ramming his organ into her, pounding furiously into the helpless mouse. “You gorgeous whore!” he groaned, “You're going to take my whole load up your ass... up your gorgeous ass!”

Tears flowed like rivers down Gadget's petite snout, not just from the pain he was causing her rear but the discomfort of being crushed under his writhing bulk and the sting of his verbal assault... not to mention the ever present humiliation of being anally violated on her own workbench. As she stared blankly at the floor beneath her she could see the tears as they departed the end of her nose. At first most landed directly under her head, but as the rat pounded harder and faster the tears were flung along a line from the side of the workbench far out into the middle of the floor. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the lavender, white and pink blur that were her clothes.

Gadget began squeaking as the rat slammed into her body with all the force he had. He made no effort to hide his delight as he growled, “Yeah! Squeak for me, mousie! Squeak you HORNY LITTLE BITCH!”.

In her mind she was screaming at him to stop. Not that she could have screamed at him audibly. With the rapist's brutal assault on her little body those squeaks were the only noise she was physically capable of making... and it wasn't by choice. He was pounding the squeaks out of her as he pounding his cock into her.

Gadget's pained squeaking was soon drowned out by the rat's animalistic growls of pleasure as he neared his glorious release. His frantic thrusting and pounding came to a sudden halt. With his cock buried as far into her as was physically possible he began spraying rat cum deep into her bowels. Spurt after powerful spurt filled Gadget's ass with his hot, thick seed.

With his head right next to hers the only sound she could hear when the rat came was his triumphant howl. It was only after he trailed off with a series of grunts that Gadget was aware of the sound of her own uncontrollable sobbing. She could feel his cock still pulsing inside her, squeezing out the last few drops of his cum. That, combined with the sensation of his hot fluid penned up inside her only added to the humiliation she felt. It was difficult to breath as she lay there pinned between the hard surface of her workbench and the heavy, heaving, exhausted rat on top of her. With her paws still securely bound behind her back there was nothing she could do but hang her head and cry.

“Oh, baby!” the rat exclaimed once he'd caught his breath, “That was incredible!” After a few more deep breaths he offered to his victim, “You were wonderful!” He grabbed her chin with one of his paws and pulled her face around and gave her a hard kiss on her cheek. All Gadget offered in return was a wail which devolved into heaving sobs. He held his cheek to hers as he ground his hips into her rear. He stroked her hair with one paw while the other kept her head pressed against his.

-to be continued...

[ZeroSeven]

Delightful
Great stuff as usual.

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

In time, the rat climbed off of his victim. Gadget whined as she felt his cock slide out of her rear. There was an almost comical 'pop' as the head exited the gaping hole causing Gadget to think sarcastically, “That's just perfect.” She winced as she felt a stream of hot fluid trickle down over her labia. The rat's semen? Her blood? She didn't know... perhaps a mixture of the two... her rear certainly hurt enough for it.

The rat hopped off the workbench and stood beside the prone mouse, gently stroking her hair with one hand while untying her paws with the other. “I think we could both use a shower,” he said as he lifted Gadget off of the workbench and setting her on her feet. She steadied herself against the workbench as being anally violated by the rat's large cock had made standing properly a little uncomfortable. “C'mon, baby, it'll make you feel better,” he assured her, putting an arm around her waist and leading her out of the workshop.

Gadget staggered along beside her captor, knowing she had no other real option. The rat's cum dripped down the insides of her thighs and cooled in the air as she walked. She did want to take a shower, badly, but not with that... that animal. Gadget was certain he had some sick fetish he wanted to satisfy. She tried not to let her mind explore the possibilities.

It didn't take long after they arrived in the bathroom for the rat to get the shower set to the proper temperature. He ushered her into the steamy spray with him and took great pains to pat down her whole figure as well as his own. He was careful to wipe her bangs back so he could always see her pretty face. When they were both thoroughly wet he handed her a piece of soap. “Ok, sweetheart, time to clean off my cock,” he ordered.

“So that's it,” Gadget thought to herself, “He wants me to be his body slave.” She reached up and began washing the semi-rigid organ with no great zeal. It was humiliating.

“Make sure you do a good job,” the rat sneered, “'Cause I'm going to stick it in your mouth again.”

Gadget's head drooped at the realization. In short order she began cleaning the rapist's prick with greater vigor. She didn't want to suck his cock again, not after it had been in her... But she didn't have any choice. Gadget wept quietly, her tears quickly whisked away by the artificial rain that beat down on her.

The rat smiled sadistically as he witnessed the mouse's response to his revelation. He chuckled to himself as he caressed her slender shoulders, down her back, her hair. “Mmm, that's good,” he cooed in pleasure as her paws worked over his sex. Her slender fingers thoroughly worked soap into every crease and crevice of his erection, removing every possible speck of filth. The rat knew that if he left it up to Gadget to decide when he was clean enough to go back in her mouth she'd scrub him raw trying to delay it as long as possible. “That's enough, sweetie,” he ordered, taking the soap from her and placing it aside. As he washed the remaining suds from his shaft he admired the pensive expression on Gadget's face... it was so adorable.

Gently taking hold of the mouse's arms the rat positioned her so her back was to the shower spray. He placed his paws on her shoulders and pushed her down. To his delight she offered no resistance, kneeling obediently before him with her ears lowered submissively as the water pelted down upon her. The rat gripped her head, pinning her ears down, before ordering with a smile, “Ok, bitch, get to work.”

-to be cotinued...

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-cotinued

The falling water caused Gadget's bangs to slide over her face. She instinctively started to wipe them back again... but decided she really didn't want to see what she was doing as she, herself, reached up to take hold of her captor's erection. Gadget let her hair conceal her eyes as she gripped his sex and aimed it at her own mouth. She could just imagine him smiling conceitedly at her subservience. She opened her mouth... and froze. It was one thing to have it forced into her, it was another thing entirely to put her mouth over his throbbing, oozing rod voluntarily. Her mouth hung open. She angled her head down slightly so water wasn't pouring in her mouth from around her snout, instead letting it slide down the rim of her open maw and drip off her chin.

The rat could tell Gadget was struggling with herself to follow his orders. Her head shuddered as her mind tried to force her forward while the remaining shreds of her dignity held her back. “Worthless slut,” he growled in frustration as he pulled her head forward and thrust himself into her mouth.

“Ohmph!” Gadget grunted in surprise as he impaled her face on his cock once more. In her shock her eyes had shot open, letting water and hair to pour into them. “Mmnnn!” she whined as she squeezed her eyes shut. Gadget placed her paws on the rat's hips to steady herself. Her eyes stung from the hair that had gotten into them, the water pelting her were like hundreds of fists beating her- punishing her... and all the while the rat casually pleasured himself in her mouth as if she were a common whore.

“MmmMMmmm!” the rat moaned as he enjoyed the hot embrace of Gadget's mouth, “That's good, that's so gooood!” He looked down at her, kneeling and drenched, the occasional pathetic whimper felt more than heard. “That's a good cock sucking whore,” he told her... but with her ears down and covered with his paws he knew she probably never heard the insult.

Gadget heard him, but couldn't make any sense of it. She was happy she couldn't hear his words. But this was soon replaced by fear as it occurred to her that she could be missing orders that he expected her to quickly obey. He could be expecting her to perform and becoming angry at her for her refusal to do as she was told. But she didn't have any chance. He'd punish her for nothing, she hadn't done anything to anger him. It wasn't fair! “Oh God, no!” she thought as she felt him let go of her head, certain of his anger.

His paws didn't go far as he forced her ears up, cupping them so she was certain to hear every word. “You're a good cock sucking whore!” he stated loudly as he continued to pump himself in her face. “Oh, Gadget, you're a COCK SUCKING WHORE!” He emphasized every word with a thrust into her mouth. “You're such a good cocksucker, Gadget Hackwrench!”

She was relieved he wasn't going to punish her. He hadn't given her an order, he was just insulting her... degrading her. Gadget wanted to yell at him, demand that he stop, to shut his filthy mouth. But as she knelt there, naked and drenched with a rapist's dick in her mouth, all she could do was whimper. With her brilliant mind she might have realized that her whimpering only heightened the pleasure he was receiving from her... taking from her... but she was so consumed by her own misery that she couldn't think properly.

With the shower going the rat couldn't hear Gadget's whimpering, but he could feel it and it was exquisite. “Mmyeaahhh! That's so good, baby!” the rat groaned as he continued using her mouth. He began pumping faster. “That's it! Keep sucking, bitch!” he gasped as his excitement rose, “Keep sucking!”

Gadget whimpered louder as her attacker grew more impatient. Not so much out of fear of having her throat brutally torn into again, but the sheer disgust of tasting his arousal. The first time his semen oozed out in small amounts before he shoved it into her throat, after that it all went past her tongue... though the torment of being throat raped left little chance to notice much else. But this time the rat's semen was practically pouring out of his cock, and it was going directly onto her tongue. Gadget had no choice but to taste the tangy, slimy goo. It coated her tongue, was smeared across the top of her mouth, it even got all over the insides of her cheeks. And the worst thing... it just kept coming, more and more of it. She tried not to swallow any, but some slipped down her throat anyway.

He wanted her to taste it. He wanted Gadget to feel his full load all over her cute little tongue. The rat had to fight the urge to push too deeply into her. “Remember, baby,” the rat grunted as he fucked her mouth, “You have to swallow it all!” His thrusts grew more frantic as his orgasm grew closer. “Here is comes, baby!” he groaned, “Right in your mouth, right in your pretty mouth! Ugh, yeah! Just like with those chipmunks!”

Gadget let out a feral squeal of distress at his claim. She couldn't bear the thought that this animal actually believed that. That she was nothing more than Chip and Dale's willing sex toy, on her knees relieving them their carnal desires on a nightly basis. But she'd rather that were the case, she'd rather it was one of them about to spill his seed in her. Then it happened.

With an exultant moan the rat sent a powerful torrent of thick bitter cream into Gadget's mouth. She instinctively tried to pull away but the rat's paws held her head like a vice. As the volume of sperm-laden semen increased Gadget forced her self to swallow... anything to get that filth out of her mouth. She tried to swallow it so fast that she wouldn't have time to think about what she was doing. Though, as the flood waned, she was grateful to realize the volume was not as great as the first she had been forced to swallow. But that's when she remembered what she was doing... what she had just swallowed, again. “Hm-MMLRGH!” Gadget struggled not to vomit, she didn't want to find out what her punishment would be for that.

The rat eventually came down off the euphoric high of having filled the lovely Gadget Hackwrench's stomach with his cum for a second time. He scowled when she nearly threw up on his sex, but she'd pleasured him so well he felt she deserved a little comforting. Taking a fistful of her shower slicked hair he yanked up, inducing her to stand if for no other reason than to ease the pain on her scalp. “Oh, baby, that was wonderful!” he cooed with uncharacteristic kindness as he embraced her, “You made me feel sooo good!”

After everything that had happened, being held felt so good. Gadget instinctively buried her face in his chest as she began to cry. It was only after wards that she realized what she'd done. This was the rapist that had hurt her, taken such delight in her suffering, poisoned little Bink's blood with a lethal toxin... and here she was clinging to him as if he had rescued her. The shame was overwhelming, as her tormented wail made obvious. She wanted to push away from him, shove him away, reject him in every way possible... but she didn't dare, not if it meant angering him. Gadget stayed where she was, weeping into the chest of the rat that had repeatedly violated her, as he held her in his arms.

-to be continued...

[ZeroSeven]

that was worth the wait great writing as usual

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

The rat loved the way Gadget felt, especially the way she shuddered in his arms as she wept. It really was as if she were just an object to him. She wasn't a person, just a toy that existed to entertain him... to satisfy his sexual desires. He chuckled to himself as he grabbed the soap and began to clean the pretty mouse.

Gadget's crying ebbed as he gently spread the soap through the short fur all over her body. She wasn't surprised by the amount of time the rat expended on her breasts... stroking, kneading, squeezing. It actually felt good. She winced at the realization. Gadget tried to remind herself it was all biological... the pleasure from such stimulation was only meant to encourage breastfeeding of newborns. “Oh, God, no!” Gadget cried in her mind. The possibility was always lurking in the recesses of her mind throughout the whole ordeal, but until now had not been so horrifyingly obvious. Especially given the knowledge that sapient mice and rats were genetically compatible. So far this rapist had only been interested in oral and anal intercourse. Maybe he was afraid of causing a pregnancy. She could only pray.

The rat began cleaning below Gadget's waist. Standing behind her, he leaned over a little and reached down her front, soaping lower and lower. He poked his fingers between her thighs and was delighted to see the mouse obediently widen her stance to allow him easier access. “That's a good girl,” he drawled as he massaged he sex. He pulled her against him with one arm as he continued, now deliberately trying to stimulate her. Moaning softly he began squeezing one of her pert breasts as his other paw massaged her womanhood. “Mmm, feels good doesn't it?” he asked.

Gadget squeezed her eyes shut as tears ran down her cheeks, her lower lip quivering. Was this going to be it? Was he finally going to breed her? She could feel his cock growing in excitement against her back. “Please no! Please no! Please no!” she kept repeating frantically in her mind. Gadget whimpered as she felt the rat's thick middle finger push its way into her. Poke-poke-poke. It went deeper with each little thrust.

Chuckling at what sounded like lustful moans, he cooed, “That's a good little whore.” He withdrew his finger and knelt down. “Turn around, sweetie,” he commanded softly. Gadget did as she was told and quickly raised her gaze to avoid looking him in the face. The rat returned his attention to her breasts. “Oh yeah,” he moaned before leaning forward and starting to suck on one of her nipples. His lips and tongue roamed all over her beautiful bosoms, with one hand fondling whichever one wasn't been being attacked by his mouth.

She hated it. Gadget hated that her body responded with pleasure to what he was doing. Part of her clung to the pleasure, after everything that had been done to her she wanted to feel something good... but not from him! She knew he didn't give a damn about whether she received any pleasurable sensations. This was all about his wanting to play with her 'fun-bags', as she once heard Dale refer to that part of a female's anatomy, nothing more.

He turned her about, not bothering to give her the order... he wanted that ass. “Mmm, baby!” he declared as he admired her plump and shiny backside. The rat spread soap all over her wonderful cheeks, sliding a soapy finger up and down the valley between them. Washing the suds off of her ass he began to kiss and lick it all over. “Baby, you've got such a beautiful ass!” he declared in lustful adoration.

A knot began to form in Gadget's stomach when his fingers started probing her abused rear entry. The more attention he paid to it, the more he moaned, the more she realized he was going to do it again. “No! No! No! Not again!” she silently wept to herself. It still hurt, she was still sore... but he was going to force himself in her backside again, she knew it. She knew it. When he removed his paws from her rear and began moaning she considered the possibility he was just going to masturbate to the sight of her butt. But that was too much to hope for, especially the way her night had been going.

“Yeah,” he moaned, slathering soap suds all up and down his raging cock, “Yeah!” He hadn't planned on ass raping her in the shower, but the sight of her gorgeous cheeks was driving him wild. He just couldn't resist, he had to have her again. Quickly slathering suds all over and in her anus he prepared to mount her once again. The rat stowed the soap out of the way and stood up behind her. It would go real quick, he decided, no teasing or taunting, just rough, quick, brutal sex. He grabbed her around the waist with his left arm and hoisted her, aiming his cock with his right paw. The rat lowered her down and let her weight start the work of impaling her on him. He grunted as he began softly bucking his hips, forcing himself deeper.

“Oow!” Gadget whined as her sore anus was forced open by the rapist's cock once again. Then he slammed her into the wall of the shower. Removing his arm, he used his body to keep her pinned against the shower wall as he continued to shove himself up her ass. She felt his paws on her broad hips, pushing her down on his hard sex as he thrust upwards. The continuous pressure caused by gravity's pull meant it wasn't long till he was buried all the way in. Gadget was being suspended above the floor by the rapist's cock, her toes dangling helplessly below her.

The rat growled in sheer ecstasy as he felt her plump rump pressed once more against his groin. He began thrusting his hips, bouncing Gadget on his hard cock as he kept her pressed against the wall of the shower. He knew a sudden, relentless onslaught of pleasure could elicit a quick orgasm so he didn't waste any time, pounding into the mouse like a jackhammer. There were no words, just a series of strained grunts and growls... at least from him.

The only sounds coming from Gadget were grunts, whines and cries of discomfort. She would have appreciated the lack of insults from her assailant if it weren't for the pain in her ass. That, and with two loads of rat sperm being frantically churned about in her stomach she was starting to feel nauseous. She couldn't stop herself, she started crying, “No -o -o -o! Ple -ease stop! Ow! OW!! OW-HOW!!”

The rat just growled louder as he fucked her harder. He didn't care if she protested. If anything, her cute little voice crying out turned him on further. There was nothing about him to reveal he was a thinking creature, he sounded and acted like a feral rat breeding his bitch. Grunting, snarling, growling... he was so close... getting closer. “ARGH-YES-OUGH!!” he bellowed as he came, his pumping slowing as his thick seed spurted into Gadget's bowels. The rat stood there as his cock squeezed out the last few drops of his latest load, the mouse pinned between him and the wall, but as his sex began to soften he took hold of her and sat down. He sighed exultantly as they sat there in the spray, his victim weeping in his arms.

“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!” Gadget sobbed.

“You have to ask?” the rat responded lightly. Without waiting he explained calmly, “You have such a gorgeous body, it just begs to be used.” He added, with a sickening smile, “By someone other than those two chipmunks.”

“But I do -on't let them,” Gadget began to protest.

“Think I care?” the rat interrupted before chuckling to himself.

Gadget let her head go limp in defeat and flop to the side.

-to be continued...

[ZeroSeven]

you certainly don't disappoint, great stuff as usual

[ksharbaugh]

Author's note: In retrospect, I probably could have included this chunk with the previous installment... if only I realized the rest of the shower scene would be this short. Oh well.

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

Having spent a few more moments idly sitting in the spray of the shower with the lovely Gadget leaning limply against him in his lap, the rat felt recovered enough to finish showering. His cock finally fully slipped from her violated ass as he hoisted her off his lap to set her aside... he was done playing with his toy for the moment. The rat rose to his feet and proceeded to leisurely clean himself off.

It wasn't long before Gadget realized he was too preoccupied with his own hygiene to bother with her, for the moment at least. She crawled over to the nearest corner to wait. It took her some time to find a position in which she could sit that didn't exacerbate the pain from her violent anal rape. In the end she opted for just the least painful and sat there, eyes and ears lowered. She tried to think of how much longer her ordeal would last... she got as far noting that her captor had ejaculated four times, that she knew of... but her mind would begin drifting off. She didn't want to think. She didn't want to do anything. Just... dissolve in the spray and empty down the drain to be forgotten.

The rat kept his eyes on Gadget, just in case she tried to make a break for it, or worse, try to kick his legs out form under him. But the way she just sat there in the corner, staring silently at the floor in front of her, reassured him. He was almost ready to finish her off. As he cleaned off his cock he noticed it wasn't as easy to get aroused again... though as he imagined what he was to do to Gadget next he did begin to feel that delicious stirring in his loins. “C'mon, baby,” he spoke, reaching down and grabbing a fistful of hair, “I think we've showered enough.”

-to be cotinued...

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

Gadget was quickly jerked back to reality as her captor proceeded to yank her up by her hair. She followed swiftly to ease the pain on her scalp as he dragged her out of the shower and practically flung her against the bathroom sink. She was face to face with herself in the mirror. Not that she could see much, she hadn't bothered to brush her drenched bangs from her eyes. She just didn't have the will.

“You have a hair dryer around here, don't you?” the rat inquired. Gadget nodded sullenly. “Well, why don't you get that golden hair all dried and pretty for me while I towel off.” He watched her trudge over to the mechanical construct that served as her hair dryer as he dried his fur. It didn't take long for the device to do its job and she finished off by shaking her head and smoothing down her bountiful mane. The rat held out his paw and motioned gently for her. “C'mon,” he commanded softly.

She hated it. She hated the way that bastard's moods changed from vicious to what had to be disingenuous kindness. But Gadget tamped down her feelings as she obediently marched over to him as if she were his pet. She couldn't afford to do anything to endanger Bink. “Endure it,” she reminded herself, “Endure anything he does to you... for Bink.”

“Good girl,” the rat commended as Gadget joined him at the sink. Turning her to face the mirror he proclaimed, “Damn, you're gorgeous!” She couldn't bring herself to look at herself in the mirror. Gadget looked down at the reflection of the sink before her. Her captor noticed this and gripped the hair on the back of her head and pulled down firmly, forcing her to lift her face. “Look at that whore,” he demanded calmly. She looked to the side of her reflection. The rat was not pleased and shook her by the hair as he growled, “Look at her!” Gadget's gaze shot right to her own eyes. “Yeah, look at that gorgeous slut,” he continued, “She wrapped those pretty lips around a stranger's cock and sucked him off twice. She swallowed his load both times and loved it.”

Tears welled up in Gadget's eyes as he verbally degraded her but she tried to hold them back. She didn't want him to see he brought to tears just by his words... and she didn't want to literally see her own tears. It was bad enough to feel them slide down her cheeks, knowing that monster could see and be entertained by them, but she didn't want to have to see them herself.

“Aw,” the rat started to remark with mock concern, noticing her expression, “Looks like the poor raped slut is sad. Why don't you give her a kiss to cheer her up?” He pushed her head forward. Gadget instinctively gripped the edge of the sink as her head was shoved towards the mirror. She pursed her lips just before the rat pressed her petite snout against the glass. “I bet she'd like some tongue,” the rat taunted, “Go ahead, that slut likes getting things shoved in her mouth.”

Gadget hesitated. She was already being forced to kiss her own reflection to entertain her captor, but now she was being asked to give herself some tongue. Not asked... ordered. She finally opened her mouth and pressed her tongue against the glass, frenching her reflection... 'that slut'. She could just imagine the sneering grin on the rat's face. As she continued kissing herself she was startled by the feel of rat's finger pressing against her labia and let out a little squeak of surprise.

“Oh yeah,” the rat drawled, “Making out with another girl's getting her hot!” He kept pressing his finger into her sex while holding her face against the mirror. “First she lets a stranger buttfuck her in the shower while her friends are out saving lives, now she's making out with another slut in front of him,” he taunted, “What a whore!”

She tried to focus on kissing her reflection. Gadget tried to focus on it so much so that she could block out the sensation of the rat playing with her sex. It wasn't working. Worse, her body was responding to the stimulation. His large finger moved easier among her folds as she started getting wet. He started pushing deeper, penetrating her most intimate place.

“What a horny bitch!” the rat sneered as he savored his control over her, “She's such a worthless, horny slut!” He pulled her head back, still keeping a finger up in her womanhood. “Tell her what she is,” he ordered with a smile, “Tell her she's a horny slut.”

Gadget's lips quivered as she looked at her reflection. He wanted her to take part in her own humiliation, to insult herself. She couldn't.

“Call her a slut,” he ordered, his grip on her hair tightening, his smile vanishing, “Unless you want to know what it feels like to break a mirror with your face!”

“Y-y-” Gadget stammered. A tear finally rolled down her cheek. “Y-you're a slut!” she let out, more tears following the first. She felt the rat's finger wiggle deeper into her. Gadget sniffed back some of her tears as her eyes darted back and forth between her crying face and the rat's sneering, leering visage hovering over her shoulder.

“A worthless, horny slut,” the rat demanded.

“Y-you're,” Gadget started, “You're a-” She gulped before trying again, “You're a w-worthless, horny slut.”

“Remind her of the slutty things she's been doing tonight,” the rat ordered.

“You,” she began before sniffing back more tears, “You sucked... You sucked a stranger's penis and sw-swallowed his... uh- his...”

“The word is 'cum',” the rat offered, realizing with irritation just how innocent his victim was.

“His cum,” Gadget repeated, “You sw-wallowed his cum.”

“Then what did she do?” the rat prodded as he began regularly thrusting his finger in her cunt. By now his cock was nearly fully erect again.

“Then you let him,” she continued, “You- you let him butt fuck you... b-before showering with him.”

“You enjoyed it you whore,” he whispered in her ear, “Say it.”

As she thought about what the phrase meant her crying became more pronounced. “You-ou, *sniff* You enjoyed it y-you whore.”

“You enjoyed letting him fuck you in the ass.”

“You enjoyed l- letting him f-fuck you in the ass,” Gadget obediently told her reflection.

“You loved sucking his cock.”

Gadget winced as the statement reminded her of the disgusting act... the feel and taste of that sickening thick fluid in her mouth. With her eyes still closed she began, “Y-you-”

“With you eyes open!” the rat scolded her, giving her head a shake, “Look her in the eyes when you tell her what a whore she is!”

Through her tear blurred vision, Gadget looked herself in the eyes and repeated, “You loved sucking his cock.” There was an obvious lack of emotion in her voice.

“You loved sucking his dick so much you sucked him off again in the shower,” the rat ordered Gadget to tell herself.

“You loved sucking his dick so much you sucked him off again in the shower,” Gadget repeated robotically.

The rat's finger was now dripping with the mouse's natural lubrication. He just couldn't resist any more, he had to enter that tight fuckhole. “And what did she do when he came in her slutty mouth?” he asked breathlessly as he got into position.

“You swallowed his cum,” she answered obediently.

“You whore,” the rat practically hissed as he admired Gadget's dead-eyed expression in the mirror

“You whore.” Her lifeless expression changed drastically when she felt the rat's thick cock start forcing its way into her vagina. She had zoned out so much to inure herself to her verbal degradation that she had completely forgotten his activities between her legs. But that attention was brought horrifyingly front and center by the distinctly different object that was pushing its way into her now. Gadget's pitiable whine rose to join the rat's lustful moan in a sorrowful melody that resonated in the close confines of the bathroom.

“Yeah!” the rat moaned deep in his throat, “Now she's moaning for it! Say it, tell her she's moaning for it.”

Gadget shook her head, her eyes squeezed shut. “No,” she pleaded in a weak whine, “Please don't make me do that.”

“BITCH!” the rat snarled as he yanked her head back.

Her eyes shot open in fright before she cried out, “NO! I'll do it!” She sobbed as she repeated, “I'll do-o i-i-it.”

“Tell that whore she's moaning for his rat cock,” he ordered.

“You're m-moaning for his rat cock,” Gadget told her reflection, “You who-ore.”

The rat now began gently thrusting himself in Gadget's cunt. “That dirty, slutty whore is letting some stranger fuck her from behind,” he moaned.

Gadget's lips quivered before she finally told her reflection, “You're- you're letting some stranger f-fuck you from behind, you- uh *sniff* you dirty, slutty wh-whore.”

“Yeah,” he moaned in ecstasy as he put both paws on her broad hips and slowly, luxuriantly pumped his straining prick inside Gadget's tight treasure. “She's his horny, willing fuck-slut,” he moaned.

“You're his horny wi-,” she began, stumbling on that one word, “W- You're his horny, w-willing fuck-slut.”

The rat shuddered as he withdrew fully from Gadget's sex. “C'mon, baby,” he said, “I want to see that beautiful face framed by your pillow.” He cupped one of her ample cheeks with a paw and proceeded to lead her out of the bathroom.

A small flicker of hope, or what passed for hope given all that had happened to her that night, was sparked within her. This was it, this would be his coup-DE-grace. He would defile her womanhood in the place she should feel the most safe and secure... he would 'conquer' her and it would be over. Even with the risk of getting pregnant by this sick bastard's filthy seed, she was almost eager to get into bed with him... and deep down, part of Gadget hated herself for it.

-to be continued...

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

Gadget obediently walked along as the rat escorted her out of the bathroom. Out of the corner of her eye she could see his erect cock bouncing in front of him with each step. She tried not to think about what was coming, but her stomach trembled at the prospect that her tortuous night of rape and humiliation was almost over. There was light at the end of the semen and tear stained tunnel.

Once past the bathroom door the rat stopped and gently pushed Gadget ahead of him. “Ok, baby, why don't you lead the way to your bedroom,” he offered, “I want to watch you walk.”

Gadget momentarily froze in place. For the first time since her waking nightmare started her captor actually put her in a position where she stood a chance of escape. She could make a break for it. She stood a chance to reach the nearest exit before he could, she was already facing in the right direction and was even beyond his arm's reach. But... what about Bink? Gadget winced as she took the first step forward and obediently led the rat to her bedroom, letting him admire the sway of her hips. He didn't even have to touch her to have control over her. She actively fought her desire for freedom so that she could obey and delight the rapist. Tears of shame slid down her cheeks. She tried not to cry too loudly so as not to distract him from his enjoyment of watching her walk.

And he was enjoying it. Gadget Hackwrench walking naked through the halls of her home as she led him to her own bedroom where she would let him enjoy her wonderful body. That beautiful round mouse booty shifting and swaying with each step, as if she were deliberately trying to seduce him. So it was all coerced, he didn't care. She was his, in every way that mattered to him. But it was over all too soon as they reached their destination.

-to be continued...

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

The rat smiled as he surveyed the interior of Gadget's bedroom. It was surprisingly feminine for the bedroom of an engineer and inventor. A vase of wildflowers on a nightstand by the bed, pictures of friends and family arrayed on dressers likely taken from a human girl's doll house set. There were precious few blueprints or tools about. This was where Gadget allowed herself to be soft and vulnerable, where she could be alone with her innermost thoughts and blush away to silly thoughts of romance she wouldn't dare make known to even her closest friends.

And there was her bed. The mattress was neatly enshrouded with a delicate sheet which hid that it was almost certainly a human's sponge, but not a hard scrubbing sponge, it had to be soft and plush. Though not nearly as plush as the pillows that adorned it. Each large enough for the pretty mouse to curl up on and use as a bed in it's own right. That the pillow for her head was so large was reassuring to the rat, he was glad to see he wouldn't be banging his head against the wall as he savored the pleasures of Gadget's wonderful body.

Oh, the thought of looking down into those big, beautiful and blue eyes, brimming with tears, that golden hair spread about like a halo on that sumptuously plush pillow... The lecherous rat could barely contain himself. He guided Gadget towards her bed... he could almost feel her anxiety, as if it was so intense that it radiated from her... and stopped short. Withdrawing his paw from her rear he pulled back and gave it a firm slap. “Ok, sweetie,” he grinned, “Time we got down to some serious lovemaking.”

Gadget nearly seethed at the statement. Lovemaking? It was as far from lovemaking as she could imagine... This animal was going to rape and hurt her while the pictures of her father and friends smiled down at them from their places on the dressers. It was disgusting. She wished she could at least turn her father's picture around, place it face down, anything. She knew it wasn't really her father witnessing her rape, but those emotions always seemed so much stronger than her mind. But she didn't dare do anything to draw the rat's attention to it. She knew that if he realized the significance of the portrait he'd make it part of her humiliation... knock the vase off the nightstand and replace it with the picture her father and force her to look at him while she was violated, make her 'confess' what a whore she was to her own father, how much she enjoyed being bred by a big horny rat.

A quick glance was all she gave to her father's portrait, she dared not offer more of a notice. In that way, Gadget felt that she retained some measure of control over what was happening, that at least to some degree she was outwitting her attacker. He would take so much from her, he already had, but this way she could retain some shred of dignity. There would be one small victory she could hold over him in her mind. Hoping to keep him focused on what she hoped was his primary goal, Gadget pulled back the cover of her bed and climbed onto the mattress. She laid back with her head comfortably centered on the pillow. Her arms she let lay to the side and, as a final submission to her rapist, lifted her knees and spread her thighs. She gazed straight up to the ceiling above and waited to be mounted.

The rat smiled approvingly as his sexy, sweet toy voluntarily arranged herself for him on her bed. “Look at that,” he drawled with a toothy grin, “I bet your mom and dad are so proud to see their little girl so eager to get fucked by someone she doesn't know that she jumps right into bed and spreads her legs like some cheap slut.” He surveyed all the portraits.

“Oh my God,” Gadget lamented silently, “He's looking for them!” Tears welled up in her eyes at the assumption she'd failed to save even a small part of her dignity from defilement.

Noting with pleasure that all the characters in the portraits were smiling wide, he turned his attention back to his victim. “Yeah, they're happy to see their little angel whore herself for a stranger in front of them,” he taunted. Despite Gadget's fear, he had no interest in involving pictures of Gewgaw in the coming assault, he didn't want anything to serve as a distraction. This would be all about enjoying his fuck toy. To that end he tore away the covers and the extra pillows, scattering them on floor at the foot of Gadget's bed.

As he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself over her, Gadget instinctively looked away, not wanting to make eye contact. The rat laid down, propping himself up on his elbows and quickly seized her head with both paws, forcing her to face him. She didn't get much of a look as his face lunged at hers, mashing his large muzzle against her petite snout. Gadget clenched her eyes shut as the rat forcibly kissed her. She raised her arms in order to push him back but stopped herself and instead clutched at the fabric of her bedspread. It wasn't long before she felt his tongue force it's way past her lips. Gadget squeaked and whined in disgust at the feel of his large, slimy organ probing and writhing in her mouth, battering her tongue and smearing his saliva over every surface it touched.

The rat delighted at the feel of Gadget's body struggling beneath him as he raped her mouth with his tongue. He tried to restrain his moaning so he could enjoy her muffled cries of protest. It was so wonderful he had to hear more. The rat kept jabbing his tongue into every crevice of her tiny mouth to invoke more squeals, even forcing it into her throat to elicit a little gag. He removed his tongue from Gadget's mouth and proceeded to kiss his way along her slender neck, releasing her head from his grip.

Gadget stared into space as her head rolled limply to the side, her mouth hanging open. She wanted to spit out every last trace of the rat's saliva, but knew it had nowhere to go except all over her face and pillow. Worse, doing so might offend him, something she was afraid to do so close to the end. She didn't want to do anything that would delay the completion of his conquest. Gadget closed her mouth and lay there as the rat moved down her body. He pushed her arms to the side before his large paws began grabbing and groping her breasts. The rat moaned in lustful admiration before clamping his maw on one of her mounds. “Nooo,” Gadget silently protested... not of his actions so much as her body's reaction. As his hot mouth kneaded her soft mammary and his tongue flicked at her erect nipple she felt the tinglings of arousal which only added to those caused by his fondling of her other breast and the feel of his warm body undulating against her naked sex.

The rat continued sucking and nibbling one breast and then the other until both were damp with his saliva. He sighed as he moved further down her body, kissing along her taut tummy. Gadget obligingly straightened her legs to make room for his arms, only to hear him chuckle softly as he pushed his paws under her knees and lifted them back up, sliding his arms underneath. She winced as she felt his kisses grow closer to her sex. Her tummy quivered in fearful anticipation. Her body tensed as she felt his tongue gently trace its way up and down her slit. Gadget clenched her mouth shut, she didn't want to release any sound that even vaguely resembled a moan as the rapist 'pleasured' her. But, as his tongue began to poke its way around her clitoris she grew fearful of what his response would be if he realized she was 'holding it in'.

“Give him what he wants,” a voice within her pleaded, “It'll end this faster.” Gadget shook her head in protest at the thought of surrendering so completely to him. She didn't want to accept that she was so desperate to end her ordeal that she would moan for her rapist. His paws trailed up her sides until they were once more squeezing her breasts. “Why does he have to be so gentle?” she complained in her mind. It would be so much easier to resist any form of pleasure if he were being rough with her. Tears rolled from her eyes as she struggled with her conflicting instincts. She couldn't take it any longer... Gadget just wanted it to end more than she wanted to keep her dignity. “Ugh.” With that little sound, a part of her died.

Flicking his tongue against Gadget's clit, the rat smiled. He sucked gently on the nub as his fingers massaged the mouse's nipples, eliciting strained whimpers from his captive. “That's it, my little whore,” the rat thought happily as he resumed caressing Gadget's sex with his tongue, savoring the taste of her honey as it began to flow. He pressed his dextrous organ harder, spreading the petals of her precious flower.

Gadget's moans became less choked as the sensations bombarding her battered at her psychological defenses. As the rat's thick, slimy appendage explored deeper, waves of pleasure shuddered through her body. “Nnnng! Oahhawo!” Tears of shame accompanied her moans. She didn't want to feel pleasure... not from him. “Aahhhnn! Mmmmahh!” Gadget couldn't understand it. “Why?” she thought, “Why is he being gentle?” That's not what she wanted. She wanted... “Oh God,” she thought sorrowfully. Gadget wanted him to hurt her... just so she wouldn't have to feel pleasure from this monster. “AHH-OHHOHH!” she moaned as his tongue slipped into her passage. Gadget clawed at the sheets as the rat's long, thick organ wriggled deeper into her womanhood. “NOOO!” she silently begged. He was operating her like a machine, she had no more control over her body than her inventions had over themselves. Gadget cried out in undesired ecstasy as she came... her wails of pleasure descending into sobs of despair.

-to be continued...